anti_nation
Rediscovery

With many things happening in my life currently, my attention has strayed from lucid dreaming.
It comes and goes in cycles, and I accept that. For the sake of diligence, here is my entry for today.

It felt like one of the very first dreams of the night. I dreamed one of my roommates, who is usually not so straight forward and blunt, came into my room saying I was keeping too many dishes up here that it needed to stop. Embarrassingly, when I woke up this morning I took what I had down to the kitchen sink.

Whatever, subconscious!

I dreamed of being in a Walmart. I walked quickly to an overstocked section. The shelves were packed beyond overflowing with work clothes and gloves. There was barely any room to walk in this incredibly cramped aisle. So much so that everyone had to be single file and carts would barely make it through. Here I took my time, as were others in front of and behind me. I grabbed a pair of gloves off the shelf, noticing a familiar face in my peripheral vision. I glanced at the couple behind me and saw Ronnie, a guy I used to work with at a pizza shop when I lived in another town. As an act of friendliness, I said hello. His response was nothing but gibberish, but I knew he was saying hello back.
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I rushed out the door and tried to find my way to an outdoor class at a vocational school.

Late, I found a seat. I sat on a metal folding chair in the grass, dozens others around me doing the same. A professor walks onto a platform with a pull down projector screen flamboyantly announces "Welcome to radio broadcasting class!!!" Half hearted cheers echo amongst the people sitting around me. I was definitely in the wrong place. The professor continued with his orientation presentation, but something caught my attention. A man driving a very large fork lift truck down the curving road about a hundred feet away. He probably came where I wanted to be, I thought. I immediately got up and started towards that road. I was going to go where he came from and hope I was going to get to the correct class orientation.

Last night's dreams are fractured and faded to me now.

I remember missing the bus AGAIN. This has to be something my subconscious is trying to get across to me, but I can't pinpoint it for the life of me. I was in a rather nice house, and I was female. Not the first time dreaming of being female, but it doesn't happen often.I was changing my shirt, putting on a sky blue t shirt instead of the red/orange one I was wearing. And just like the several times before, I didn't feel missing the bus to be too incredibly urgent. I should investigate further.

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I dreamed of being with one of my friends, L. It seemed like we were in the wrong place at the wrong time. A dangerous asian gang arrived and came into the building where we just happened to be. They took everyone hostage. I remember seeing a could of child slaves, no older than 2. One took off running down the street. I silently wished her luck as she rounded the corner. L and I caught glances. Non-verbally, we said "Well, this is happening... how inconvenient."

There was more that happened before and maybe after that point but I can't remember. I remember waking up feeling particularly distressed, so I know whatever happened wasn't pleasant.

I dreamed of being with Jonah Hill and James Franco. We were all in a canoe in the ocean, about 20ft away from a very small island. I remember the water being so incredibly clear and calm. They jumped out and were swimming while I tossed Ritz crackers into the water. Small fish would come up and eat. Then eventually small sharks came and ate the crackers. I joked about there being sharks in the water, but the guys just joked back calmly.

I tossed one of my last crackers in and noticed the water below us was quickly becoming darker and darker, almost like something was casting a shadow. Then it started coming into focus. A giant mouth as wide as the canoe full of teeth seemed to materialize below me. This was the biggest shark I had ever seen. The teeth scraped against the metal briefly before sinking back down into the depths, unseen.

"Guys... GUYS WE NEED TO GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE." I started screaming at them to get out of the water. We all panicked, thrashing through the water until we got to the short, steep beach. A wooden fence blocked our path, but we managed to find footholes and use the branches of a tree on the other side to make climbing over easy.

"Wait, I need to go back." James Franco said. "What, why??" James jumped down from the fence and grabbed the canoe, pulling it higher up on the shore, where it would definitely be safe from high tides. Good thinking.

On land was an abandoned mansion. The inside was crumbling and full of old junk. I felt like we had been here before, and I knew there was nothing good to loot. At least not what I wanted. I vaguely remember a small hyena like animal jumping out from behind a pile of junk and biting my ankle. I swatted at it with a broken piece of wood, managing to shoo it away. I walked over to the pile and grabbed and even bigger piece, breaking it in half and letting out a ferocious roar that echoed through the building. I was letting every inhabitant know I was not to be messed with.
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I dreamed of being at my house I lived in through high school. It was one of the coldest days of the year; snow covered the ground but the roads were clean. I was avoiding talking to one of my neighbors because I knew they were the type that wouldn't stop talking. I walked around their house and back towards mine as I heard their garage door open.

Looking across the street, I saw someone wearing a parachute. They were riding the brutally icy winds no more than 50 or 60ft in the air above someone's house. I was incredibly curious, but thought they were kind of dumb to be doing this on such a cold day. It must be miserable.
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I dreamed of being in a mountainous region in the winter time. I was on top of a cliff that had a rope bridge leading to another cliff on the other side of a 15ft gap. The valley below was only about 30ft down sheer cliffside, and was made into a walking path. I had my camera bag with me and was looking to take a landscape shot. I noticed Native America looking people in nothing but deer skin loin cloths walking across the snowscape.

For some reason I was considering moving out here. Maybe it was because I liked the seclusive aspects. But knowing that tribes were nearby was a turn off. I didn't want to encroach on their space, and I didn't want any kind of hostility in any form. I packed up and started looking for a way to get off this cliff.

Strange dream about my ex. Random details that aren't important, but for the sake of being a diligent journaller, I will write my entry.


I dreamed of being in a house where someone had just started a girl scout party. I had no idea who they were and I was about to leave, because why would I be at someone else's girl scout party? I don't even like their cookies. That's when I ran into my ex.

She was visibly upset about something. Still being civil, I asked what was making her sad. She said she heard a rumor about me moving. Typical of her to be upset over a rumor, and such an unimportant one at that. But I clarified. I was just moving to a different room inside my house.

Just then, a friend of a friend named Tyler came out of nowhere. Apparently he wanted to take my old room and claimed it right then and there on the spot. Which was perfect because we were looking for someone. Strange that it happened so quickly, but I wasn't arguing. I liked the guy.

I was suddenly in a military hospital. My ex had talked to a doctor and walked off to go to a private room where she had an appointment. For some reason I had a red balloon I wanted to give her. I don't think it was even mine, just something that I knew she would appreciate. She turned the corner and I lost her. I fast-walked down the hall after her, dodging military personnel, nurses and doctors. I ended up putting the balloon in a paper bag for zero reason other than I had it already. I woke before I could manage to find her.


That's two dreams that involved my ex in the past week now. The relationship ended for a reason, but we have a need to keep things civil between us. I dunno. Left over emotion I suppose. NEXT!